I love book junkie weekends. During the school year, I don't have enough time, but I love going to the used bookstore buying a shitload of books, and just laying in bed, reading. I eat in bed, I carry the book with me while I'm nuking something, and then when I'm done, I immediately grab into the bookbag and grab another novel. Read till I can keep my eyes open no more, usually about 6 a.m, sleep like the dead, wake up, make coffee...and dive back in.

I love these weekends, especially in autumn and winter.

And if I have a new series? It's an all-weekend book orgy.

I think if I get an offer for the job I talked to people about today, and it doesn't start until November, I'm gonna leave this job in September and just spend October reading.

(Er, and going to Italy, yay.)

That sounds like it'd land on my #1 Way to Spend October list, Suela.

Excellent plan, Consuela.

It's on of the great things about being unemployed, being able to spend all day reading.

The first book I remember loving reading was Walt Disney's World of Nature at age four. Go on, act surprised.

Really, BT? I'm shock---nawww, can't do it with a straight face.

I love book junkie weekends. During the school year, I don't have enough time, but I love going to the used bookstore buying a shitload of books, and just laying in bed, reading. I eat in bed, I carry the book with me while I'm nuking something, and then when I'm done, I immediately grab into the bookbag and grab another novel. Read till I can keep my eyes open no more, usually about 6 a.m, sleep like the dead, wake up, make coffee...and dive back in.

I think Erin is me. Of course, I'm also known to go straight after work to the Barnes and Noble, and sit there reading until they close. On a fairly regular basis. Which is what I did tonight (though only from 6-9pm, not until they closed)

I don't read the way I used to, partly because I am pickier and partly because there are so many other things I like to do. but I still read about 8 books a month.

my remember reading books are Little Women which I read in the living room on the couch - which was very hot, but it was our formal room - so no one went in there. and then I remember reading Watership Down durring the summer while sitting in a vinyl bean bag chair. Yellow. that I was sticking to , and I could hear the beans shift. and one of the last big memories was Anne of Green Gables. I remember wishing I had found it when I was younger. I also vaguely remembering being somewhere where I couldn't really read it - maybe my sister's softball game? and being frustrated that I couldn't give my book 100% of my attention

one final reading story. I always went every where with a book. When i got my driver's license - 14 years after we had moved into the area, at age 21. I couldn't go anywhere without directions - because I never looked to see how we were getting anywhere.

Thirsty was a really good book. the ending was really really good.

My favorite reading experiences are:

Reading Persuasion in a 15th house that had been turned into a hotel on my first trip to England.

Reading Middlemarch the summer before my junior year of high school. I picked it because it was the biggest book on the shelf, and I wanted a challenge. It took me a great deal of the summer to get through it, meticulously reading all of the footnotes, and I loved every minute of it. George Eliot is still my favorite author of all time.

Reading Jane Eyre for the first time in my second college English course and picking apart every detail of it that I could in class.

and then when I'm done, I immediately grab into the bookbag and grab another novel

I can't usually do this. I usually need to give my brain a day or two to let go of the last book I read before I can start another one.

I remember reading The Two Towers in the back bench of our old station wagon, by the light of the cars behind us on the highway.

Lots of memories of reading musty historical hardbacks from the library in Moultonboro, NH, either at the beach or crashed on my bed in the loft at our old summer house. I remember spending a whole summer reading James Bond novels, when I was about 14.